She let out a gasp, suspecting she was hallucinating. Walking closer, she touched the spirit grass one by one.
The dragon-birth grass had not only grown, but it had turned out even better than she had imagined. Even if Geng Siyi had cultivated it with all her heart and soul, the result would have been no better than this. If she had to grade it, she would give it a high score.
"How did you manage to grow these?" Geng Siyi asked.
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